Chapter 21: Start of the truth

Nickolai paces across the worn carpet in front of me, his hands raking through his hair as if hidden inside his dark blond locks, is the key to all this shit going down. He is going to be sorely disappointed when he finally stops and looks at me, still not having an answer. I should interrupt him and tell him to sit down and shut up while I talk and tell him what he already knows, but I don’t. My mind keeps traveling back to that completely unplanned and unnecessary kiss.

“Why are people following her?” He finally stops and saves me from my mind.

“There is a lot she hasn’t told you,” I frown.

“I know she isn’t some innocent guide, Seb. Give me some credit. I’m not a moron.”

I smirk at him.

“She leads a group of local rebels. I would guess that they are on to her or something along those lines.”

Nickolai’s eyes go wide and he shakes his head.

“Fuck,” he mutters under his breath. “Leave it to me to fall for a rebel. “

His words hit me hard. The truth of his admission makes m